�Hey baby, you wanna party?� Glancing down to the woman standing at his side with her red painted nails resting casually on his arm, Hunter sighed heavily and tried to hide his disgust. She was no different than any of the others he�d been with lately, all meaningless - just another cheap fuck to pass the time.
Clad in tight black leather pants and wobbling on six-inch stiletto heels, the woman practically oozed sleaziness. They all reeked of it, every one of them with their eyes lined with black so heavily they looked like raccoons and their fake breasts hiked up to their chins and bursting out of their two-sizes-too-small tops. They were all the same. Whores�
�Well baby? What d�ya say, I ain�t got all night.� Forcing a small smile, Hunter firmly grasped the woman�s hand and pried it from his jacket, dropping it at her side and stepping away. Holding his hands out in front of him, he tried to look apologetic.
�Sorry honey, not tonight.� Turning away, he shoved his hands deep into the pockets of his leather jacket and stalked off down the street, wondering why he�d even bothered leaving his hotel room. He had no business being out in the middle of some strange city in the middle of the night, let alone picking up two-bid hookers off of street corners. God, what would Steph think?
Christ�Steph. He�d forgotten all about calling her again. Shit. Wait, why should he care if she was pissed at him? He was the Game Goddammit, not some poor whipped son of a bitch who needed a woman to run his life. And running his life was exactly what the �billion dollar princess� was trying to do. Fuck, and her father�
As if it wasn�t enough to have some spoiled little bitch yapping at his heels every minute of the day, her damned father had to be on his case too. Vince Mac-fucking-Mahon, the big dog in the yard. As much as he hated to admit it, Hunter knew the old man had him by his balls.
Vinnie Mac could make or break him with one stroke of a pen. As long as he was married to Stephanie, Vince would always have the final say in his career and it galled Hunter to no end. Well, he could always just divorce her, right?
Fuck, who was he kidding? Hunter knew he could no more cut off his right arm than break Steph�s heart. Despite all her shortcomings, despite her being a spoiled bitch�he loved her. God how he loved her. And she loved him, he knew that. It didn�t matter how many times they fought, how many times they swore up and down that they were through�they loved each other.
So why did they put each other through all this shit? Hunter didn�t know why. He didn�t know why they tried so hard to hurt each other, to rip each other�s hearts out and stomp on them in front of the world every week. He didn�t know why he slept around with other women, or why Steph had affairs with Angle and Jericho - he just didn�t know why. What�s more, he didn�t know why he stayed�
He was Triple H, the World Wrestling Federation champion. He could have any woman on the planet he wanted, certainly one better than the MacMahon princess. And yet he stayed. Reaching down into his jeans pocket, Hunter took out his wallet and flipped it open, staring hard at the picture of his wife he had tucked there.
God she was beautiful - the perfect picture of loveliness and sin all rolled into one. And through whatever cruel irony had brought her to him, whatever trick God had played on him that had him married to this strange creature, she was his and God help him, he needed her. And so he stayed.
�Hey there handsome, lookin� for a good time?� Looking up, he flipped his wallet shut and shoved it back into his pocket, a slow grin tugging at his lips.
�Sure, why not.�
God help him, he didn�t know why he stayed�
Living my life in a slow hell
Different girl every night at the hotel
I ain�t seen the sun shine in three damn days�
Fueling up on cocaine and whiskey
Wish I had a good girl to miss me
Lord I wonder if I�ll ever change my ways
I put your picture away
Sat down and cried today
I can�t look at you while I�m lying next to her�
I put your picture away
Sat down and cried today
But I can�t look at you while I�m lying next to her�